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‘I can’t think how I’ve tolerated myself all these years. ‘I know her, ma’am, but I know next to nothing of her story. “You call yourself an artist— but you have no temperament. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. The carpenter threw himself flat upon the starling to avoid the fury of the wind. Thames returned no answer. ’ ‘She told you!’ ‘And,’ pursued Gerald, ignoring his friend’s scornful interjection, ‘that it was not always convenient to be dressed as a young girl. "You must not remain here," he said. ” Ann Veronica was silent for a while. \" He said with a question in his voice, a question that revealed that he was intimidated, and not only that, but he had it bad. "I was only commenting. "'The Man Who Could Not Go Home.
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